Allie Moh was born and raised in Staten Island, New York, the so-called 'Forgotten Borough of New York City'. She dictated her first ever story to her parents when she was in pre-school (the story predictably involved a princess with her namesake, and unpredictably, a love of cheese). In grade school, she co-created a lending library for her class composed of ‘books’ (2 sheets of looseleaf paper, one for the cover, one for the story), mainly consisting of her own bizarre mystery stories. In intermediate school, she wrote agntsy songs that were never to be, especially once she quit guitar lessons.

Writing profusely throughout high school (which included a never-ending fantasy novel, a auto-biographical novel about her weirdo group of friends and a gangster flick in the same vein as Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels), she knew she was a writer, but never thought her writing would reach the outside world, until she won what is now called the Random House Artist Recognition Scholarship. Her story was about various fictional characters coming to life including Mersault from The Stranger, James Bond, Antigone and Shakespeare rising from the dead and going on a murderous rampage. She was shocked but heartened that she was picked for the scholarship and realised that maybe this writing thing could work after all.

She attended college in upstate New York, and started her degree in English Literature with a concentration in Creative Writing. When she was 19 she decided to study abroad in London. She claimed it’d only be for a year but her friends and family knew better. She had first traveled to London on holiday with her family at the age of 6, and even though visiting Trafalgar Square gave her a life-long aversion to pigeons, she still knew London was the city for her. Since she was 12, she’d said that she wanted to be a writer in London, though at that age she had no idea how she'd achieve either dream. But by the end of her study abroad year, sure enough, she decided to stay in London.

She got her MA in Creative and Professional Writing and still has workshops with 'the MA girls'- the women she met on her course. These are women who critique your writing, your life decisions (when you ask for it), draw you a bath after a bad break up when you’re sleeping on their couch and buy you sexy tights when you’re ready to face the world again.

After graduation she fell into the tech start up world (who else would hire a MA Creating Writing grad with only odd-job experience including summer camp counselor in a zoo, street fundraiser, museum worker, library shelver?) However, when her visa was near expiry she was unable to gain sponsorship and had to leave the UK. Her visa happened to expire on her birthday, which rubbed salt in the wound. She flew home the day before her birthday and spent her 25th, jet-lagged, more eager than ever to get back to the city she loved, which once again felt like an impossible stretch.

She spent a year and a half in NYC, working remotely for a UK based start-up, waiting on news of her visa and reconnecting with old friends who made fun of her hybrid 'Trans-Atlantic' accent. She viewed her birth city as a stranger until she started exploring the literary scene and found herself a home amongst the city's many writers, poets and reading events. She of course got her visa as soon as she found her feet.

In no time at all, she found herself back in London where she met a man in a club and promptly turned down his polite request to 'grab a coffee next week'. Then encouraged (i.e. pushed) by her friend she went back over to him and got chatting, oddly about start ups. They’ve since dated, moved in together, gotten married and no longer work for or even mention the word start up.

She is currently deciding how to best publish her debut collection of short stories and would like to start a live reading series in London. She is an avid reader, film nerd, music lover and pretty damn good cook.